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I couldn’t believe the one time I was minding my own business, a burst of light caught my attention as Ryder stood before his usually closed curtain. We locked eyes as he gave me a wicked half-smile. I bit my lip, he licked his, and then he blew my mind… I knew then with all certainty they were my mates.
CHAPTER THREE
RYDER
It’sbeentwoweeksof tortuous hell living next door to that little Omega cocktease. Melody, my little bird. I’m dying to make her red berry lips sing as I pound her sweet dripping cunt and fill it with my seed. Unlike Cody, I wasn’t subtle or naturally romantic around females. I told them if I desired to see them on all fours begging for my cock. They always had a choice, but all were eager to obey my commanding request.
The issue that came up most often was they wanted more. Ourrelationships, if you wanted to call them that, were for as long as a work assignment. We were upfront that we would wait for our fated mate. We both believed she was in the world, and at the right moment, we’d find her. Though it was never voiced out loud, both of us needed a female who could take our knots to be fully satisfied. At twenty-six, I’d yet to be with a female that could take it. Most Omegas were snatched up quickly. I’d never heard of one leaving the Omega Scenting alone, and Betas that had trained their body for a knot were usually in a long-term committed relationship. Instead, my knot would wait outside a female’s opening, denied the hot, wet, vice-like grip of the pussy it longed to plunge into.
As my sister Rachel often said in jest, we were complete Alpha Manwhores, whonever caught feels.At sixteen, she saw herself as the wise one in our family. She was also fairly pissed that she looked like an Omega with her petite stature, warm smile, and love of soft fluffy things. She blamed all the stuffed animals and pillows in her room as being popular design elements, she practiced scowling to look more intimidating, but it didn’t help. “I want to protect and catch bad guys like you and our dads. I can’t do that if I become a pampered, useless, need-to-breed Omega.” She said that last part quietly since Mom and our older sisters were Omegas.
The last time I was home, she was fuming. “Mom and Dads, if I perfume, I’m getting suppressants.” A fight broke out. Our family consisted of our doting, loving mom, three fiercely protective Alpha dads, my older sisters Jessica and Janice, who had Alpha packs of their own, and our unexpected youngest twin siblings, Aaron and Amanda, who were eight.
Growing up in a huge, loving family only increased my desire to create one of my own, even if I didn’t act it with the females I’d slept with. I wanted to be on Rachel’s side. Still, I knew the meds only bought an Omega a week of time against her heat, like if an Omega was, for some reason, out of reach of her mated Alphas and her cycle had an unexpected shift. It normally didn’t happen. Suppressants were a short-term solution with bad side effects that doctors would rarely prescribe. Omegas were too few and precious in our world.
Minus family dynamics, I was a dominant personality in all other areas of my life. My new work position had me supervising a small group of wolf bodyguards. Cody moved into the group as my second in charge, but we operated as equals. We were in a company where we could move up as we matured in experience.
Humans didn’t always understand the bond or Alpha dynamics, but every wolf knew a command from either of us was law. Before moving into our roles, we used to freelance and protect those who could afford our services. We stuck to human clients for our sanity and to avoid a possible perfuming Omega. We had a rule, no jobs with unmated females. It didn’t matter how someone begged us to guard their innocent, perfect baby girl or future bride. We firmly declined. Cody and I knew our limits; if a beautiful, unclaimed, unmated, mature female wanted us, we wouldn't turn them down, which would make for bad business.
Two weeks ago, I caught the gorgeous little blonde sitting in her car, watching as we moved boxes. She bit her bottom lip and looked on hungrily as Cody and I worked. She was sexy and didn’t know it, my favorite kind of female. I flirted with her to test the waters, and she nearly crashed her car. I barked out a laugh the moment I heard all her doors slam shut. She would be a challenge, though one I wasn’t sure I should accept. She was our neighbor and, from what I could tell, a Beta. But there was something special about her. Cody mentioned her that night as we swam. “I know. She’s gorgeous. The intensity of her face while she worked on her keyboard was captivating. I could watch her for hours.” he commented.
“How did you see that?” I already knew the answer but wanted him to admit it.
He swallowed and looked guilty. “While you were working out, I sat on your bed and watched her. She was so lost in the music that she didn’t notice me, and her voice…” He shut his eyes replaying the moment, “Was more beautiful than any songbird. She’s talented, passionate, and intelligent. I could see her drawing notes and writing lyrics. She has adoring parents and you can tell she has a heart full of love. She’s perfect.”
Fucking Cody. He was already in love with her.Yet there wasn’t a single thing I could disagree with, because when I entered my room after him—It wreaked of Alpha lust and pheromones, which pissed me off—I was caught in a trance as I watched her do the same thing.
“She’salmostperfect.” I sighed.
“I know. She’s a Beta.” My spirit brother was melancholy over that one fact, and shockingly so was I. That first week was difficult as we tried to ignore the happy, family-loving Beta next door, whose parents aptly named her Melody.
One week ago, all our plans and good intentions went to shit. There was no denying the secret attraction both Cody and I were harboring for the girl next door. We both felt ashamed by our unabashed lust.
Then, seemingly sweet and innocent Melody shocked us, and it was the greatest moment of my life. When Cody and I were outside swimming, secretly hoping to catch her in the pool or hear her voice talking downstairs with her Dad or friends, we caught her turned on, panting, and getting herself off while watching us.Fuck me.The shock and desire on her face made my cock spring to life and thud against my abs. She was struggling to reach that sweet high when we caught her, and neither of us could stand her pain, doubt, or embarrassment, so we commanded Melody to climax through growls, and she did.
My commands could only be followed by one female in all the realms. Cody and I had been fighting our natures to take Melody since then. We felt she was our Omega, even though we had no evidence of her being one. It was a feeling deep in my bones that I couldn’t get rid of. What made it harder was that she wanted us too.
But last night, praise the gods and goddesses, our prayers were answered. We had definitive proof she was ours. She would be our little queen, our Omega, and complete our pack to make three. Since last night, I’d counted the seconds until I could sink into her with my cock and teeth. She would be even more beautiful wearing my mark and scent. Then the thought of her being pregnant made me groan and growl in frustration.
“Ryder, you’re growling again. Patience. He hasn’t left yet, and we have the perfect excuse to go knocking at her door if any neighbors are watching.” Cody was right as he held up the discreet, big brown box. He stole it off their porch to bring it back later. We don’t actually give a fuck about the neighbors, but Melody’s family was rooted in this community, and we weren’t going to do anything to jeopardize that.
“Her father had no idea what he was doing by telling us she was going to be alone.” I groaned.
“And her father has no idea he’s left his Omega daughter in heat either. I could smell the sweet, warm vanilla scent pouring out of their house, wafting off his clothes this morning. I’d never smelled it before.” Cody shook his head. “He’s human, but surely his wife or daughter explained an Omega's life.”
“What if this is her first? What if they didn’t know what she was? He mentioned Stephanie was out of town. After the pool incident, we didn’t smell an Omega, just Melody.” Cody tried to relax in the recliner but couldn’t settle. He was voicing the same thoughts I’d had.
“As a Beta, she couldn’t handle us. But how I wanted to possess all of her and claim her wasn’t normal. I’d never felt the urge to mark a female, especially one I’d never met.” I confessed what we both were thinking.
“She isn’t our usual type, but when it comes to Omegas and mates, there is no planning. Up until a week ago, she seemed so innocent. She read, practiced singing, and spent time with her family. I haven’t seen a single boy call on her. She’s gorgeous. Stupid teenage boys should be beating down her door.” He was angry that our female wasn’t being admired by others. Personally, I was happy we didn’t have to kill anyone.
“Innocent?” I raised my eyebrows, reminding him of her actions.
He sighed. “My statement would be solid if she wasn’t in her current condition. But after that little stunt, we all participated last night. She knows what she wants. It wasn’t a one-time thing like we tried to write off the bikini incident. She’s ours, and I will happily oblige, giving her what she desperately needs.” He looked wicked. This was a different attitude for him. He loved to comfort and praise females. Where I demanded, he asked with reverence. We complimented the other perfectly.
“She does indeed. The show she gave me last night.” I bit down hard on my lip to keep my cock from coming in my pants. I needed more restraint. She was a naughty girl, instinctually priming herself to take all we had to give.
Cody and I met at sixteen at an Alpha training camp. We recognized each other’s spirits instantly and were elated to have met our pack so young. Some Alpha packs were bigger, but it felt right as just the two of us. We’ve spent the last ten years working as a team in every aspect of our lives.
